Immediately after entering South Main Street from the central square of the outer city, there was its large tavern.

The name of the store that holds the green painted liquor cup sign is the Green Oak Wooden Pavilion.

As the plain name suggests, even green oak adventurers can come cheaply at a popular dining room for sale.

After noon, to the table in the corner of the store, Tor had invited four guests.

"I'm sorry I let you take the time."

"No, I'm fine at all! Huh?"

"Meshi, if you want to treat me, it's always a big kangaroo, old man"

"You, a little enlyo. Oh, thank you."

"Hello, Mr. Thor. Sola, aren't you there today?

Yeah, I heard you had an appointment.

"Um, so what can I do for you today?!

Sisan, who tided her cheeks, asks Thor in a slightly more upbeat manner.

Hink and Alessia looked at the unusually tense leader with a frightened face.

Next to that, Rickal ordered it on his own from the woman he called off.

The four young adventurers were unchanged and energetic.

On their uncontrolled expression, Tor is also attached to loosen their cheeks just a little.

That laughing face was unusual, the three of them blinked as they rounded their eyes, except for the red-haired boy.

Tor, who nodded small and deceived, brings up the business of the day.

"Actually, I'm having a little trouble. I need a little help."

To the Sisans, who are still surprised, Thor briefed them on the current state of the hunting ground.

The four people who were listening intriguingly at first also get their expressions frightened as the story progresses.

And when I swallowed the general circumstance, everyone exhaled loudly as they combined.

"... that's a tougher place than I expected"

"Ugh, now that Riccal and Hink are just arguing, there's a future ahead of us."

"Oh my God! And then I'm done."

"Indeed. I'm pretty sure that's what happens when you keep it up."

The current four are at a level where they are finally able to hunt five goblin herds a day in a stable manner.

But the cost of repairing weapons and protective equipment and the many necessary expenses for boarding and daily meals leaves little room for accumulation.

Although, as before, we have only made great strides in not having to do day-to-day work such as night security on the outer walls.

To the four who would be dark faces, Thor continued his words to comfort them.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. There seems to be a little bit of an intrusive situation, and it might be quick to decide."

"Really? But..."

"Oh, and to my knowledge, I think your stretchiness is great. If we keep going like this, we'll soon be turning around the challenge of the Little Ghost Cave. So if you don't rush it like we do, you'll be fine."

"Oh, Grandma, you know. Well, if I had you, I'd feel safe."

"It's safe to leave the avant-garde to you."

"Hey, that's a tough one there. Choshi, you're screwing me."

To their usual conversation, Sisan and Alessia also regain their laughter.

As the atmosphere of the venue returned, the boy who bound them opened his mouth.

"So, Mr. Thor, what's the trouble? Too many things to think of…"

"I thought we might be able to help, but there was only about one."

Tor nodded small to the bowman's boy's sharp point.

"Oh, I just want you to accommodate some demon stones."

Thor's suggestion was that Sisan and the others should give up some of the demonic stones they had obtained.

In return, we are talking about helping them with their adventures.

It is strictly forbidden to sell off acquired materials individually without going through the Adventurer's Bureau.

Exceptionally, however, it was allowed to be used on its own or transferred between adventurers.

Among the most adventurer-to-adventurer factions, the act of sneaking around is rampant, and the area is difficult to control and almost abandoned.

"Yes, gladly. How long have you been in there?

"Hey, stay. Don't make up your mind all of a sudden, Sisan."

"That's right. We need to hear more from everyone."

"Hey, old man, can I have more meat?

Unlike the suddenly immediate leader, the other three look calm.

For a pretty good combination, Thor also loosened his cheeks.

Thor chose them as his counterparts, of course, for the firmness of his mouth, which he kept quiet, knowing the effects of < restore >.

But more than that, it was also because of the emotion that arose that I wanted to help the honest, stretchy boys and girls.

"All I can prepare as a reward is, well, a little advice and information, and then this is how I'm going to spend my meal."

"That's fine with me. Ten copper coins even if you sell Class 10 demon stones. If you get hungry here, you disappear that way."

"I think Mr. Thor's story is very much appreciated by us as we move forward. So you agree."

"If you can teach me some tricks on that amazing cure magic trick too... And if Sola's in trouble, I want to help you."

"Um, from what I've heard, we may also be short of demon stones. You can afford to be sloppy?

To the whining of the long-haired boy, Thor gives his thoughts.

"It's probably all right around there. If we go through the hunting grounds now, there 'll be a lot of sub-people in the next wilderness. That way, now we can give back the Demon Stone. If you don't have a purpose for it, don't worry, I'll say no right away."

"... then that's fine with me"

Where the four of them had set a nodding conclusion, the food was carried in good time.

Fries of round potatoes served on a large plate come with plenty of thinly sliced garlic and melted butter.

The palm-sized half-moon pie wrap is filled with hot hives and stir-fried onions.

Clear soup in a sausage with red peppers scorched with charcoal flames and stock with pointed beak bones.

The cup of water with the apple juice squeezed also goes to all.

Come on, when I tried to speak up to eat, my voice accidentally sounded from behind Thor.

"With? Alessia."

"Wow, kigu. Are you nagging me here?

"What rice, rice. Other than that, I'm naughty."

"No, if you gamble, maybe you can. See, in the toilet or something."

All of a sudden it was the three men who talked to me.

Two redheads have one brunette.

Everyone is lowering their F-ranked blue edged adventurer bills.

They said their conversation had taken place, and the men had a nasty laugh.

One of them narrows his eyes when he realizes Riccal turning away disgustingly.

"Oh, that's a hiccup, Riccal. You don't even look at me."

"We called him because of it. What? Are you unwilling?

"... you know, I've been good before, but I, I'm not going into my seniors' nakama"

"Huh? Are you kidding me?

"Are you even in the Hankook period? Do you want me to put you back on, dude?

"Well, rub it. That's right, Alessia. Follow me. Face me. So I'll give you a break."

The need to protect the party opened his mouth to the redhead, who said something that would not calm him down.

"Excuse me, but both Alessia and Riccal are important members of us. Will you stop giving me that?"

"Oh, who you? All of a sudden, what's with the Bugays?

"No more air, read it. It's not cool right now."

"Come on, the food's gonna get cold."

The trio finally seemed to realize the presence of Thor, who turned around with a smug mouthful.

On the red edge adventurer's bill on his chest, he only flickers for a moment.

But you couldn't pull in, and you shouted up your powerful voice.

"Oh, what are you looking at!

"Hey, seriously, don't! He's an old mud fisherman."

"... are you serious?... Yabe. Rumor has it you unilaterally bumped Mr. Russell."

"... even during the other monster noise, he said he defeated a hundred hobgoblins by himself -"

A dark-haired man shivers Riccal as he blues his face as he glances.

"Hey, if you suddenly think I'm crazy, that's what you mean!

"These guys, they're mud fishermen..."

"Oh, really? Me, is that your grandma's nakama? Seriously?"

"Really? Mr. Thor."

Approximately Tor, who cruises around how to answer, proceeds to talk on his own.

"Shit, it's bad for you to deal with. What do we do?"

"Hey, hey?

"What's wrong with you? Your face is turning bad."

"No, when I saw some old man's face, I suddenly felt nauseous..."

"Dude, I've been skimming gelo cleaning again. Damn it, remember!

"No, when you can remember, say it's bad. Forget about it!

The men left behind an unusual discarding dialogue and left as quickly as they did when they showed up.

The four remaining young people begin to speak with excitement without worrying about it.

"Oh, we're finally in a hubby, too."

"Yeah, I think I'd be relieved at Mr. Thor's, too"

"Right. Oh, hey, Sisan, are you crying?

"Ugh, I'm a little grumpy. Excuse me, Mr. Thor."

To the appearance of a boy with tears in his eyeballs, Thor is unable to utter a word of denial, which instead gives him an unreasonable response.

"Look, it's gonna get cold. Eat up."

"Yes, thank you"

"Let's toast before then, old man"

"Well, to be a new companion!

"Kampai!

For some reason, that's what happened.